Author's Notes: Wow. This is an… Errm… Unnaturally fast update. I can't believe it. Well, I suppose you Erik fans must be rejoicing now… That is, if there are any reading this. Erik might seem a little out-of-character here, since I can't really do his personality well yet. Hopefully I'll be able to do so, soon. Wish me luck? Now, here're replies to reviewers, a new feature of my account. XDD;;

Disclaimer: I do not own Erik, though I wish I did.

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Theresa: Ahah, thanks for caring about my life! But, to be honest, I think I don't have one. XD I spend almost all my free time on the computer. I don't even study. Anywho, thanks for the compliment! However, I think that maybe the story would go a little downhill… I'm not so good at writing yet. And, I'm still getting used to portraying the most lovable Phantom's personality. Once again, thank you for caring. Also for being the first reviewer! Hooray for you!

sailorw: OMFG! Thank you! D: I'm glad you enjoyed the first chapter. And, as I said to Theresa-chan, the story might go downhill at a point in time. I'm sorry if you get disappointed in me! But, you know, I am just eleven. Forgive me. I am only human. Still, thanks a lot for the comment! 33 Oh yeah, you're the second reviewer! Yay you:3

With Love and With Lipgloss (Even if I don't wear any.),

Reona-chan

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Amethyst hues fluttered open, as the teenager stood up, looking around as though she had seen a ghost.

She did, actually.

Rhayne emitted a sigh of relief, seeing as the boy had not stayed, and, most likely, would not return at all. It was unbearably hard to live normally if a person from your dreams would be living in your house, despite all the resisting of the fact that he existed.

"Seems you've awoken, I've been getting bored here. Do you have an organ?"

The girl gulped, before turning her head to the side to face a male, leaning against her wall with his arms crossed across his chest, a bored look evident on his face.

"OH DEAR GOD!" Rhayne screamed, falling off her bed with a loud thump, before scrambling to stand up with wide eyes, her lips pursed in confusion, and a tad bit of frustration. It was scary! He was here! In her house! Leaning on her wall!

Also, it was infuriating.

Rhayne, sadly, was a bi-polar person, having two personalities. Firstly, she could be the innocent, bubbly, kind Rhayne, as one would have noticed in her last visit with the shopkeeper. And, secondly, she could be angry for no exact reason, a little dim-witted, but nonetheless, outspoken in her own kind of way.

This, at the current moment, was her second personality.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE BARGING INTO MY HOUSE LIKE THIS, HUH?!" She screamed, flinging herself towards the boy, who was pushed against the wall harshly.

This caught him as a surprise, as his left eyebrow had been quirked upward. "The Spirit of the Monkey?" He teased, looking down at the shorter girl, who was pounding her fists against his chest, a useless attempt, he thought.

"Shut up! I know you aren't a monkey! Quit lying, bubba! Liars go to hell!" Rhayne retorted, pointing her finger at his nose, and this, Erik knew, was some sort of threat. "I've been to Hell and back, you think I'm afraid of such an empty threat like that?" He asked, now slightly annoyed at the girl's intentions.

Rhayne didn't really mean it, but words flew out of her mouth like so:

"Hah! Hell and back my ass! Tell me, if you've done so, then why aren't you dead, huh?! Why're you here? Alive?! Why do you live in a music box? HOW DID YOU GET HERE?! You afraid? I thought so! So, God help me, ANSWER ME OR GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

Apartment, she meant, but hadn't really noticed her mistake.

Erik directed a fiery glare at the girl, then pushed her off, causing the female to land on her bum in a harsh manner. "Stop giving me threats as though you know me, you Godforsaken nitwit! What do you know?!" He answered, looking down at her. "What do I know? Don't I have a right, to know?!" Rhayne shouted, standing up on her tiptoes as she glared right back at the blond, as though he was a normal person.

"No, you don't! You'll never understand what I've been through," And with that mentioned, the Phantom's anger slowly subsided, as memories suddenly came back to him, seeming to consume his entire being.

"You'll never…" His voice trailed off silently, as tears slowly started to form at the corners of his eyes, "You'll…"

And with that said, he turned away, his fist clenched as he did so, a few teardrops dripping down his cheeks.

Rhayne, taken aback at the sudden response, reached out to the boy to grasp his shoulder, turning him to face her.

She had gone back to personality number one.

"I-I'm sorry… I didn't know…" She whispered, her radiant amethyst hues clashing with his amazing blue ones.

"… Nobody really does…"

Rhayne then embraced the boy, letting his forehead rest on her shoulder as she did so. "You can… Cry on my shoulder, if you… Need to…" She stuttered, not sure on how to react at such a situation.

Erik then started whispering out rants, which gradually grew in volume, before he was screaming out his feelings right there, in front of a complete and total stranger.

Rhayne was taken aback once more at how complicated his feelings were, and how he seemed to never be at a loss for words, as though he had been thinking this through the whole of his life, and maybe, even more than the whole of his life. It was saddening, the fact that this boy had been through so much, and yet, had never been shown a certain hint of compassion, at the least.

It was sickening, too.

Rhayne, still unsure of what she was to do, proceeded to rub soothing circles on the taller one's back, biting her lower lip as a nervous person would do, before, maybe, their first recital.

She whispered words that should, in her opinion, ease the pain burdened on the poor male's shoulders. "Ssh…" She would whisper, using one hand to rub his back affectionally, the other to stroke the back of his head, "It's okay. Just… Let it all out."

Yet that same tone of uncertainty still lay in her voice, and Erik noticed such, causing him to pull back suddenly.

Rhayne stared at the boy, blinking as she did so. Erik, wiping some of his tears away, turned to the side, his mask the only thing visible to her, as well as the piercing blue eyes visible through his mask.

"Thank you, and, I suppose, that's enough… I can take care of myself…" He declared in a shaky tone of voice, almost in a whisper.

Rhayne giggled, then slipped her hands to rest at the back of his head.

"Hah, you were just letting your feelings out in front of me, like you knew me for life, you know?" She said, a cheeky grin gracing her features.

Erik blinked at such, then let out a slight laugh, "Yeah, I suppose so."

"So, give me your name!"

"What?"

"You confided your feelings to me, I should know!"

"… I cannot tell you my name, at the moment."

"Why?"

"Too risky."

Rhayne pouted as he said so, then turned so that her back was facing him, her arms crossed over her chest.

"Fine!" She declared, before turning back to face him with a cheerful grin.

"Then I suppose I shall call you Cookie!" She exclaimed, the grin never leaving her pretty face.

"… What…?"

"Cookie! Isn't it cute?"

Erik remained silent under the girl's gaze, looking at her grin with a newfound feeling for her, and that was called friendliness, or, he presumed, something close to that.

"… I guess… So…"

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Author's Notes: So, how'd you like this chapter? xP I suppose it was sort of rushed, in my opinion. I should be studying for a Math Long Test right now, so, wish me luck! I plan to get perfect, or higher! XDD;;

Really, wish me luck.